cont. of Feb. 15 ’20 post
Interestingly, the five-year marker, according to my thoughts that June afternoon in 2014, would not matter as much as I thought at the time. The priorities of the first four years took precedence. The five-year marker would matter only if I had 5 years or more to live, although it was obsessively foremost in my mind. I would not have considered fighting gender discrimination and | or playing golf unless I had more than five years to live.
Yet, I slipped the note somewhere, where it fell deeper still somewhere else until I found it in 2019. Therefore, it is here now, not as a memory of what I did or thought, but as a reminder of what can be done.

Second half of the list:

 

2 years (June 16) – 3rd (4th) novel

5 years (June ’19) – eradicate gender discrimination*

10 years (2024) – eradicate discrimination*

build a business, maybe golf?

15 years (2029) – all

20 years (2034) – all

30 years (2044) – all

+ years  – all

Wonder if I considered then, as I consider now, that nothing would matter without the inert and strong desire of the “just one day — this is it, all you can do” remaining with me for the rest of my days. I think I did, it’s probably why I wrote it.
* in my circle …
because often, the best way to promote change is to begin around you